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 and Loch Shiel; and there are the mountain peaks, the hill-sides and the glens, broad shouldered summits dotted with rocks like a pudding with plums, pointed lakes with delicate islets, such as Loch Eilt, and lakes wherever there is any chance for them to be, long and glistening strips of water, surfaces ruffled by the wind with silvery paths of the water sprites: mountains which are rocky or ovally swollen up from a granite dough, summits striped, furrowed, bare as a hippopotamus, blue and russet and green, and the whole way along, forlorn mountains, unending and unpeopled.